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Twombley sure as hell won't be shooting it again. | He sure as hell won't. |
I'm fucking out of here. | Lawford? |
Lawford? | Out of this fucking job. This job sucks. Working outside in the winter sucks. |
Some party, huh? Sorry I lost sight of you. I had to step outside for a smoke. You find anybody you know here? There must be some kids you used to know from school. You want to go tomorrow? See your old teachers? Be more fun than hanging out with me all day. | No. |
No. | No what? |
No what? | No I didn't see anybody I know. No I don't want to go to school here tomorrow. I want to go home. |
No I didn't see anybody I know. No I don't want to go to school here tomorrow. I want to go home. | You are home. There are lots of kids you still know here. |
You are home. There are lots of kids you still know here. | I don't want to be here. Don't worry, I love you, Daddy, I do. But I want to go home. |
I don't want to be here. Don't worry, I love you, Daddy, I do. But I want to go home. | Jesus. Listen, Jill, tell you what. Tomorrow morning, you still want to go home, I'll drive you down. I'll get off work or something. |
Jesus. Listen, Jill, tell you what. Tomorrow morning, you still want to go home, I'll drive you down. I'll get off work or something. | I called Mommy. |
I called Mommy. | What? You called Mommy? Just now? |
What? You called Mommy? Just now? | Yes. |
Yes. | Jesus, why? |
Jesus, why? | I... because I want to go home. She said she'd come and get me. |
I... because I want to go home. She said she'd come and get me. | Come and get you! Shit! It's a damn half hour drive each way. Why didn't you talk to me about it first? |
Come and get you! Shit! It's a damn half hour drive each way. Why didn't you talk to me about it first? | See, I knew you'd be mad. |
See, I knew you'd be mad. | Yeah. Yeah, right, I'm mad. What'd you tell her, for Christ sake? |
Yeah. Yeah, right, I'm mad. What'd you tell her, for Christ sake? | I told her I wanted to come home. Daddy, don't be mad at me. |
I told her I wanted to come home. Daddy, don't be mad at me. | Well, I guess I am. I planned this, I planned all this, you know. I mean, it's sort of pathetic, but I planned it. You shouldn't have called your mother. C'mon, we're gonna call her before she leaves. |
Told you the snow was coming down. Take the grader. | Where's the plow? |
Where's the plow? | Jimmy took it. Jack's out hunting with Evan Twombley. |
Jimmy took it. Jack's out hunting with Evan Twombley. | His son-in-law damn near killed me. |
His son-in-law damn near killed me. | Huh? |
Huh? | At the school crossing. In his BMW. Coulda hurt some kids. I'm gonna bust his ass. |
At the school crossing. In his BMW. Coulda hurt some kids. I'm gonna bust his ass. | Don't go playing policeman. |
Don't go playing policeman. | What am I -- a security guard? You hired me, you and your Selectman friends. |
What am I -- a security guard? You hired me, you and your Selectman friends. | You don't want the extra police pay? |
You don't want the extra police pay? | I'm not saying that. |
I'm not saying that. | Get the grader. Go out 29 past Toby's. Don't let Lillian get to you. She didn't belong here. That's why she left. |
Get the grader. Go out 29 past Toby's. Don't let Lillian get to you. She didn't belong here. That's why she left. | Fuck you. |
Fuck you. | That's what I love about a small town. You know everybody. |
He more than likely just shot himself in the foot or something. That's what usually happens. | I shoulda sent you instead of Jack. |
I shoulda sent you instead of Jack. | I wish you had. I'd rather be deer hunting instead of freezing my ass on that fucking grader. |
I wish you had. I'd rather be deer hunting instead of freezing my ass on that fucking grader. | You ain't the hunter Jack is. And he can't drive the grader worth shit. |
You ain't the hunter Jack is. And he can't drive the grader worth shit. | Like hell. |
That must've been Twombley. Jesus. I bet that was Twombley. | You want me to follow them to Littleton? |
You want me to follow them to Littleton? | Let's get to the top and talk to Jack first. He'll know what happened. He fucking better. If this coulda been avoided, I'll put that kid's ass in a sling. |
While you went off for a few beers with your friends? Is that Hettie Rodgers there, with whatzizname? | Yeah. |
Yeah. | She's grown up some, hasn't she? |
She's grown up some, hasn't she? | Oh, Jesus, lay off, will you? It looks like you've won this fucking round already, so lay off a little, for Christ's sake. |
Are you okay, Wade? What was wrong? Why were you holding everyone up? | Did you see that sonofabitch in the BMW? He could've killed somebody. |
Did you see that sonofabitch in the BMW? He could've killed somebody. | Did you get his number? |
Did you get his number? | I know who it is. |
I know who it is. | Good. Who? |
Good. Who? | Mel Gordon. |
Mel Gordon. | I still don't understand -- |
I still don't understand -- | From Boston. Evan Twombley's son-in- law -- he was driving. I know where they're headed. Up the lake, Agaway. The old man's out deer hunting with Jack Hewitt, so they probably got some big weekend party planned. |
You okay? | Yeah. |
Yeah. | I'm sorry about what I said. |
I'm sorry about what I said. | Said what? |
Said what? | About you and Jill and needing a third person. She went back to Lillian? |
About you and Jill and needing a third person. She went back to Lillian? | Forget it. |
Forget it. | I'm sorry. |
I'm sorry. | I'm going to start one of those custody suits. I don't give a fucking shit. You know? |
Money. | Jack doesn't need money. |
Jack doesn't need money. | Everybody needs money. Except guys like Twombley and that sonofabitch son-in-law of his. People like that. |
Everybody needs money. Except guys like Twombley and that sonofabitch son-in-law of his. People like that. | Jack wouldn't kill for it. Besides, who would pay him? |
Jack wouldn't kill for it. Besides, who would pay him? | Lots of people. Guy like Evan Twombley, Boston union official, probably got lots of people want to see him dead. The Government's been investigating his links with the Mafia. |
Lots of people. Guy like Evan Twombley, Boston union official, probably got lots of people want to see him dead. The Government's been investigating his links with the Mafia. | The Mafia hire Jack Hewitt? |
The Mafia hire Jack Hewitt? | No, I just know Jack's lying about what happened. He just seemed -- I know that kid, what he's like inside. He's a lot like I was at his age. |
No, I just know Jack's lying about what happened. He just seemed -- I know that kid, what he's like inside. He's a lot like I was at his age. | You wouldn't have done anything like that, shot someone for money. |
You wouldn't have done anything like that, shot someone for money. | No. Not for money. But, if somebody'd given me half a damned excuse -- I was pretty fucked up, you know. |
No. Not for money. But, if somebody'd given me half a damned excuse -- I was pretty fucked up, you know. | But not now. |
What on earth is happening to you? Why are you acting this way? | It's my tooth! My fucking tooth! I can't even think anymore because of it. |
It's my tooth! My fucking tooth! I can't even think anymore because of it. | I heard you talking. You got fired this morning, didn't you? |
I heard you talking. You got fired this morning, didn't you? | Look, that's temporary, believe me. There's so much shit gonna hit the fan the next few days, my getting fired by LaRiviere and Merritt won't matter a bit. |
I said, 'Next time, phone ahead.' | Jesus Christ. Mr. Gordon, when I come all the way to serve somebody a summons, I don't call ahead for an appointment. |
Jesus Christ. Mr. Gordon, when I come all the way to serve somebody a summons, I don't call ahead for an appointment. | What the hell are you talking about? |
What the hell are you talking about? | I'm issuing you a ticket. Moving violation. |
I'm issuing you a ticket. Moving violation. | Moving violation! I just got out of bed and you're telling me you're giving me a goddamn speeding ticket? Now? Are you nuts? Is that it, Whitehouse? You're nuts? |
Moving violation! I just got out of bed and you're telling me you're giving me a goddamn speeding ticket? Now? Are you nuts? Is that it, Whitehouse? You're nuts? | Yesterday morning, you passed a stopped school bus, which was flashing its lights, then you-- |
Yesterday morning, you passed a stopped school bus, which was flashing its lights, then you-- | Hold on! |
Hold on! | Don't ever put your hands on me, Mr. Gordon. |
Don't ever put your hands on me, Mr. Gordon. | You're talking about a goddamned ticket, from when I passed you at the school where you were deciding to hold up traffic while dreaming of becoming a traffic cop or something? |
You're talking about a goddamned ticket, from when I passed you at the school where you were deciding to hold up traffic while dreaming of becoming a traffic cop or something? | Don't give me a hard time, Mr. Gordon. I'm just -- |
Don't give me a hard time, Mr. Gordon. I'm just -- | Doing your fucking job. I know. I watch television too. |
Doing your fucking job. I know. I watch television too. | Yes. Here's your ticket. |
Yes. Here's your ticket. | You get the hell out of my house now, asshole. And know this -- you are going to be a lucky asshole if I haven't got you fired before the day is out. I can do it with one phone call, and I'm pissed enough to do it now! |
It don't look right. | What? |
What? | The sign. It looks like it's spelled wrong or something. |
The sign. It looks like it's spelled wrong or something. | Fuck. Wade Whitehouse. It's people like you that keep this fucking town from prospering. Whatever somebody does to improve things around here, you gotta find fault with it. |
Fuck. Wade Whitehouse. It's people like you that keep this fucking town from prospering. Whatever somebody does to improve things around here, you gotta find fault with it. | I'm not finding fault. It's a good idea, good for you, good for the town. Real modern too. |
I'm not finding fault. It's a good idea, good for you, good for the town. Real modern too. | This town sucks. |
This town sucks. | Aw, c'mon, I was only saying there's something wrong with "Home Made Cooking", that's all. The sign's fine. What it says is wrong. |
You talked to Jack? | Not since last night. He took a guy hunting. |
Not since last night. He took a guy hunting. | The fucker shot himself. Ker-bang! That's what it sounds like. Not on purpose. I assume accidental. |
The fucker shot himself. Ker-bang! That's what it sounds like. Not on purpose. I assume accidental. | Jack? |
Jack? | The other guy. |
The other guy. | Where... how'd you hear that? |
Where... how'd you hear that? | CB. Little while ago. One of the boys on the way in picked up Jack on the CB calling for state troopers. I figured you'd know what really happened. The fucking guy kill himself? This Twombley, who the fuck is he, anyhow? |
CB. Little while ago. One of the boys on the way in picked up Jack on the CB calling for state troopers. I figured you'd know what really happened. The fucking guy kill himself? This Twombley, who the fuck is he, anyhow? | No, I... I've been out on the grader all morning. Twombley's summer people. Massachusetts. Friend of Gordon's. It was his idea for Jack to take him hunting. I gotta go. |
Wade, I got a message for you. Jack Hewitt, he's looking for you. Wants you to clear your stuff out of his office in Town Hall. | His office. You mean my old office. |
His office. You mean my old office. | Well, I guess -- that's what he said. |
Well, I guess -- that's what he said. | He got his deer yet? |
He got his deer yet? | No, he's out now. Somewhere on the mountain. I'd stay away from him if I were you. He's real pissed. |
You! By Christ, you -- I know you. Yeah, you goddamn sonofabitch, I know you. You're a goddamn fucking piece of my heart! | You don't know me. You don't know me! So fuck you. Fuck you. |
You don't know me. You don't know me! So fuck you. Fuck you. | Nah-nah-naw! You done done finally done it! Like a man done it. Done it right. I love you, you mean sonofabitch! |
Love! What the fuck do you know about love? | Love! I'm made of love! |
Love! I'm made of love! | Call it what you want. |
Call it what you want. | Everything you know is from me. |